He was covered in blood and bruises He had bullet wounds among his chest He looked starved and wore ragged clothing

But he had a smile on his face

He went toward me

He meant no harmHe was no dangerHe was just a stranger

"I was in war the other day."He said"Bullets flew leaving wounds and scars.""Bombs went off and so did mines,"during day or night, it didn't matter""Most of us died, but we tried and fought to the end of the book."

"Some are left, and they mourn..""..for their loved ones had died."

He stared at a hatWith holes and blood

He had tears in his eyesBut he kept on smiling"We may die, we may live.But our flag stands still."